I'm glad to report that, upon looking in the mirror today, I found that I'm getting my sexy back. It's been a long time.
When I look good, I feel good. Granted, self esteem and confidence SHOULDN'T be tied to one's appearance, but with me, the two are tragically intertwined. Seeing myself looking handsome makes me feel great. Maybe... before I get old, I can separate the two from each other, so I can still be happy with myself when my looks fade and my hair falls out, but that's a goal that I won't achieve overnight, and certainly isn't my focus for the present.
Of course, I have a very long way to go to get to what I want, physically, mentally, and emotionally, but I'm glad to see I'm making progress towards my destination. Maybe when I begin to get close to my goal (before I invariably move the goal post), I may even do another Suicide Boys set. Maybe. I'd like to, but I guess we'll just have to wait and see.
Sorry, no bathroom selfies. I'm not going to be THAT guy... anymore at least (you want bathroom selfies, look in my pics, 2012 me has got you covered).